Sophia, You're Wearing a Thong Today (1)
Chirp chirp. Aquina woke to the sound of birds twittering.
Her whole body ached the moment she opened her eyes.
"Ugh..."
Her arms were numb, bruises bloomed on both knees, and her back stung like it had been scraped raw. Her lower body was especially bad—barely movable, screaming in pain between her legs with the slightest shift, like she'd been beaten there.
'Ah... what the hell did I do after getting drunk last night...'
It took forever to prop herself up on the bed. As the covers slipped away, her heaving breasts and navel came into view. Only then did she realize she'd fallen asleep naked.
And then she nearly popped her eyes out in shock.
An unfamiliar room. And... right next to her, that insufferably smug bastard lay buck naked, snoring away!
"...!?"
Aquina's mind blanked.
'Wh-what the hell happened?'
She frantically scanned the room in panic. Clothes strewn across the floor. Bed sheets stained with red blood spots here and there. She knew instinctively it was hers.
Horrified, she hurriedly touched her pussy.
"Ahh...!"
It hurt like it was bruised. And something sticky oozed out. She sniffed her fingers—fishy.
Then it all came flooding back from last night.
"Ah... we got drunk and slept together."
Thwack. She smacked her forehead with a sigh.
Causing a scene while drunk. And with her annoying rival, no less.
Self-recrimination brought another heavy sigh.
"This is insane..."
"Can't go insane. That'd be a real problem."
"...!"
Naru was awake. He yawned while scratching his head, still lying down.
"Sleep well?"
"..."
"Regretting it?"
"..."
Aquina glared at him with resentful, teary eyes.
Naru shrugged it off, kicking off the covers and hopping out of bed. His firm ass jiggled as he headed to the table, poured water, and chugged it. Then, dick flopping limply, he offered her the glass.
"Thirsty? Here."
"..."
"You said it felt great last night—why the sour face now?"
"I'm regretting it! Why'd it have to be you of all...!"
Aquina raised her voice, then winced at the throbbing headache. Her hangover made her skull feel like it might split.
"Ugh..."
She pressed her temples and sighed again.
"Remember last night?"
"A bit."
"The sex too?"
"..."
"Why won't you talk?"
"'Cause I don't wanna!"
"You were all 'yes!' before."
Naru grinned and reached out, lightly grabbing and kneading her breast. Aquina let out an involuntary moan.
"Nngh... st-stop."
She grumbled but didn't resist at all. With God Touch active, his touch felt so good it drowned out her headache. Sweet memories of last night resurfaced vividly.
Naru had cum inside her four times. She'd sucked him off countless times too. It was, hands down, the sluttiest night of her life.
Her face burned crimson with sudden shame.
"D-don't touch meee..."
"One more before we head out."
"Hmph."
"Lie back on the be—oh shit!"
Naru slapped his thigh and bolted up.
"Fuck, contraception!"
He rushed to his bag, pulled out the contraceptive pills, counted them, and sighed.
"We're screwed."
He'd mocked Aquina for regretting last night, but now he was the one panicking.
"It's late, but take this anyway! Contraceptive!"
Naru fussed over her. They had a quickie after that and left the inn.
"If you mess with me and then ghost, I'll kill you."
Aquina grumbled, face sour. Naru just laughed.
"Got it. Get home safe."
He escorted her home, then headed to his own.
Both had completely forgotten they'd split the Tempest Isle last night.
Should change before heading to work. Still reeks of booze from last night's binge.
"..."
The empty living room was dead silent. In this massive mansion, only him, Jenia, and Ashley lived—lacking any real liveliness.
It needed that bustling energy.
"Gotta hire help, but no time."
He muttered as he walked. Finding servants wasn't easy. With all the women who might live here or visit, who could handle the sights silently? Loyal, tight-lipped ones were rare.
'Wish I could poach from people I know...'
He approached Jenia's room to say he'd stopped by.
Knock knock. No answer. Probably still asleep or out.
He waited a bit, then headed to the kitchen for water before his room. But Ashley was there, frantically practicing cooking amid smoke and burnt smells.
"Cough! Cough! Ahh! No!"
She flailed in the haze, rushing to put out the fire. Still a long way to go.
'She's trying hard, at least.'
But no mercy.
'The law still sees us as husband and wife, but the world thinks we're done since we went to family court. I agree. You're a stranger now. Can't call you Ashley anymore.'
'...Understood, miss. Take care.'
'Use formal speech from now on. Our status changed today.'
Recalling Ashley's words from long ago at the courthouse, he went to his room and changed.
Ashley faded from his mind; he focused on the Valor Anthem tournament.
"Gotta do field training with the kids this weekend."
Great idea. He planned to catch Pegasus Sesiah then—bring Jenia, Aquina, and all the students. Real combat meant big gains.
"Hmm... Gotta tell Sophia to sleep over Friday first."
Too crowded otherwise; no inn rendezvous.
Sophia trained alone in the backyard.
Warp mages warped for life. No learning other spells like wizards. But they could innovate warp variations.
It was brutally hard, but she pushed her limits.
"Hya! Hya! Hah, hah!"
Sweat poured as her mind filled with Naru. To help him. To be what he needed.
Lately, thinking of him heated her chest and body. She denied it, shaking her head—but denial only grew her feelings.
Thirst for love. Bodily craving. Sorry to her late husband, but a young man—over ten years younger—dominated her.
She couldn't shake him. Wanted to stay together forever. He gave what she craved; obedience followed.
She knew exactly what this was.
'...I'm definitely in love.'
Selma. Susan. What to tell the girls? Too soon. One-sided crush. He might not care. So many women around him. Why notice a plain auntie like her?
She knew her place—no expectations. Not her high-value virgin days.
Just hoped this life lasted. Following his adventures forever would suffice.
"Mom, going well today?"
"Not too hard?"
Selma and Susan appeared in the yard.
"Told you not to come during training—you'll get hurt."
"Uncle sent a letter."
"Letter?"
"Someone dropped it off."
Sophia wiped sweat, took and opened it. Simple message.
Sleep over at my place Friday night.
Saturday's adventure has a big group, so no inn.
— Naru
P.S. Don't worry about your mom being alone—bring your daughters too. Plenty of rooms.
A bright smile lit Sophia's face.
'Lots of eyes, so do it at his place beforehand?'
Her pussy tingled with anticipation. The P.S. barely registered.
'What panties Friday? Can't repeat old ones... Sleep in his room all night? Or quickie then out?'
Deep in thought, Selma and Susan's voices cut in.
"What’s it say?"
"What'd uncle say?"
"Huh? Oh, n-nothing."
Sophia folded it hastily. The girls eyed her suspiciously.
"Mom, what's up?"
"Dating uncle? Why the grin?"
"Nothing. Don't misunderstand."
Sophia cut them off, embarrassed, and abruptly cast her new warp spell.
A stray cat sat by the nearby wall. She swung her hand—a small portal formed near it.
"Meow."
The startled cat tried fleeing, but the portal sucked it in like a vacuum.
Sluuuurp! It vanished; the portal snapped shut with a pop!
Fur, flesh, blood chunks splattered down.
"Eek! What the hell!"
"Gross!"
Selma and Susan freaked. Sophia smiled satisfied.
"Perfected it."
A warp-derived explosion spell. The moment Gate of Death succeeded.